Ok so, i may be at the point of my life (detogatory) where i’m starting to go check out some jojo fanfics. I shit you not, the amount of bad italian I’ve subjected myself to over the years has to be some kind of masochism

Oh yes i’m a very womanly woman, who doesn’t decide to try a perfume just bc it has a name like Cowboy Grass, what are you implying

It is very food and Also expensive and i want it so much

I can’t believe there were people convinced i’d imprint on ken in barbie’s film when i’m here biting through the kitchen table crying why can’t I be arthur morgan why can’t i be kazuma kiryu

I’d lump failgirl Quattro with them but i think that with enough effort that would be achievable